Pleasant and Unpleasant Surprises at the Pool

Last day of school! So the kids are joyful and free...and I'm chained for the summer. *smirk*

Today was swim lesson registration. Usually registration day is the day after school lets out, but this year it fell on the last day of school - and this is because the school district had to make up for the horrendous number of snow days during last October's big storm (more to say about the storm in a later post).

Here's the thing - the time of the school day for the various schools of the district are staggered. Swim registration began at 11 AM. Rascal's dismissal time from school was 11:20 AM. Because we would be significantly late for the registration rush, I expected to find long lines at the pool. And I planned accordingly, packing lunch and all the other good stuff you need for a couple hours wait in the sun.

But I was wrong! I get to the pool, and there are only a couple people in line. Okay then! I'm not going to complain!

We go over to the kiddie pool to test and be assigned to the proper class. As Rascal is taking off his shoes, he mentions the tiny little wart he has on the bottom of his foot. Looks of alarm and dismay flash across the faces of the staff members. They won't let Rascal go in the pool because of this, and I'm a bit unhappy.

The pool supervisor explained the situation to me and requested that Rascal not come to lessons unless he has a doctor's note to confirm that he is not contagious. Apparently last year the pool had a big wart problem with the kids in the kiddie pool classes.

They were very nice about the whole thing, and I certainly understand the situation they are in. They let me sign the boys up anyway (well of course they're happy to take my money!), but I'm not thrilled that I'm going to have to make this special trip or two to the doctor and have to pay all the extra money associated with these trips to the doctor so that my kid can take the stupid lessons.

Rascal just *had* to say something, didn't he...